Rather uneventful. Got smacked around a bit by the old men in my wave. Buoys were FAR apart which made sighting a bit difficult (I probably swam further). Drank some of the "tasty" lake water... blech!!

Out of T1, got up to speed, sat down... owwww!! A bit sore from yesterday! Man, this is going to be a loooooong ride!! Ok, time to HTFU! Held a pretty good effort for the first 30+ miles. Then, maybe it was the wind or false flats, but I felt like I was slowing down. Or maybe I actually *was* slowing down... since I did get passed by a few people in the last 20 miles. Oh well. Around 35 miles I see a squirrel darting across the road. Uh-oh! I must have run over a leg or tail or something (felt a bump!) before it turned and ran back. Phew!! Very happy to get back to transition... sitting on the bike was painful and things were going downhill.

More aquaphor!!!

I knew that this would make or break my race. I know I can have a strong run, but after racing hard the day before I wasn't sure what I'd be capable of. Started out at a good pace (~8:00/mi) and felt pretty comfortable there. Figured 1:45 would really be pushing it but should be able to go <1:50. Held a pretty steady pace and began reeling in other racers. Running along the canal, baking under the sun, not much to look at... got really really boring!!! Then ~5 miles the speed boats started tearing up and down the canal... oh, goody... entertainment!!! Spent the rest of the run trying to keep the pace up, passing people, and watching the boats. Got water at every station but was still very thirsty.

Put sunblock on my face. Carry a water bottle.

Put my gear in my car, walked into the campground and stuck my head under a water spigot. Aahhhhhhhh!!!


Ummm... racing the day before, perhaps??